When I stated this blog over a year ago, I was seeking to find my fit–literally and figuratively.
And if you followed the blog, you’d notice that I hit my goal weight in the summer of 2011 and just as I achieved this goal, my writing (and my running) got waylaid. Perhaps it’s age. Perhaps it’s personality. Whatever the cause, I am simply not someone that can put my wilderness wanderings web-wide while I walk the path. I’m one of those people that needs to marinate on something. Savor it singly before sharing. That said, I realize it’s been a season of silence. And like the trees in winter, what was visible seemed dormant and barren while beneath the surface, activity abounded.
It seems that I’ve found my fit. In addition to maintaining my goal weight, 2012 is a year of rootedness. In March I was officially called as pastor of a growing church, Trinity Reformed United Church of Christ. Next month, I will get married. After seven years of of wilderness journey, I am saying yes to settlement. Yes to a church. Yes to marriage. Yes to step-mom-dom. Most of all, I am saying yes to trusting God. So it only seemed appropriate to update this blog–and say it’s not so much about finding my fit anymore…as it is learning to live into my fit. For me that’s going to mean navigating the pastor, wife, step-mom role–along with living the lectionary.
So, here’s to pondering the lectionary and its intersections with life.